An Thoi Island Travel Blog› entry 38 of 126 › view all entries
Motoring south between anchored fishing boats, we spotted the lighthouse that I had tried to find back in February. Its red and white painted bands towered above green treetops on a hill between us and the main harbor at An Thoi town. A skeletal-framed communications tower shared the same hill and stood much taller. When we cleared the southwest tip of Phu Quoc, I thought we might angle east to the main harbor, staying close to shore, but Nguyen continued seaward toward An Thoi Island - about four or five miles to the south.
Winds and seas quickly roughened when we lost the natural protective shield of Phu Quoc island.
We finally reached the leeward side of An Thoi Island where the sea and wind subsided, and followed its western shore. Green brush and tropical forest covered the uninhabited island.
As we rounded the bottom of An Thoi, strong wind and turbulent seas resumed. We all got drenched again and the girl began bailing. She stopped scooping when the engine quit and helped her father pour gasoline from the plastic jug. I wondered if she wished that she had gone to school that day instead. The three of us were relieved when Nguyen decided to turn back the way we came; staying on the leeward side of the island and not fighting the elements up the east side. Crossing back to Phu Quoc would be challenging enough.